WAs finishing up changing the rear tire on my old Gold Wing Motorcycle. It is easier if you put the center stand up on a couple blocks. Got all done and was pushing the bike off the center stand, Oh, the side stand was out because I had parked the bike on the side stand before I pulled it up on the center stand, and when I pushed it off the center stand the side stand came down perfectly centerred on my big toe on my left foot. Somehow I didn't drop the bike, but I stood there and cried....

For some reason, ever since, I always kicked the side stand up when I did that...

Slammed a car door shut once and started to walk away. Somebody pulled me back, I looked round, nobody there. Then I realised the car door was properly shut and my fingers were inside the door. No pain, no feeling, fingers inside the door!

It was a shock and I was fearful what I would find when I opened the door. Plucked up courage, opened door, fingers bloodied and crushed but all there and bones intact. It was a tad painful when the door opened but the relief of not seeing fingers dropping on the ground was overwhelming.

Probably the worst was when a crane operator wasn't paying attention and yanked me up in the air with a roof truss (I was on the tag-line). Worst. Rope. Burn. Ever. Tore my leather gloves to shreds and I couldn't close my fists for a few days. Also got knocked off a roof (by a truss), had some pipe staging fall out from under me, got shot with a nail gun, and fell through a stair hole. Never broken a bone, and never been to a hospital.

walking along a main road that borders a golf course, I got hit on the side of my knee by a golf ball, 150 metres from the tee.I thought I'd been shot with a .22, made the same noise a round makes when it hits a rabbit, that and it hurt like hell.Guy saunters up, says,"Seen my ball?'After slight pause,"Uh, yeah, sorry I hit ya"